Fateful Encounter

Luhan didn’t come back to my house, and I am eternally grateful. Maybe karma felt sorry for me? Although I guess karma changed its mind, because at 3 o’clock, my phone rings. It isn’t Luhan though, but D.O. I wonder what he wants?

“Hello?”
“TJ?”
“Speaking.”
“TJ you have to come get Luhan. Hurry! Or else Kai’s going to end up killing him! Park!” Before D.O hangs up, I hear yelling in the background and a gust of wind. Then the line goes dead.
I throw my phone on my bed, and my hands scrunch up into my hair as I try to think. Luhan and Kai and something about killing Luhan? Is it really that bad? I’ll never know what’s going on if I just sit here and wonder what’s going on. I guess I have to do something. I grab a jumper and my shoes, and run out of the house. I reach the park in record time, and find no one there. Where are they? I follow the path to the gazebo, and see a figure behind it. D.O? My steps quicken, and it is.
“D.O!” He turns around, and his face becomes relieved.
“TJ! Come quickly!” I reach him, and find Luhan sitting on a bench. He has his face in both hands, but there’s no sign of Kai.
“Where’s Kai?” I didn’t think that that would be the first thing I would say, but no matter how much I want to deny it, the only thing I want, is to see Kai again. I’m disappointed that he isn’t here, but it makes sense he would leave. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t want to see me ever again.
“He left when he heard me calling you. It’s a good thing I did, or else something worse could have happened.” D.O looks towards Luhan and continues, “Sort out Luhan for me. I have to go make sure Kai’s okay.”
“Um, ok.” D.O doesn’t look back as he leaves.

“Luhan? What happened?” He doesn’t reply to me. He just sits on the bench with his head in his hands, breathing heavily.
“Luhan?” It dawns on me that I don’t care about what Luhan is doing. I want to know if Kai is ok. It makes me feel guilty that I care about Kai more than Luhan, when Kai has D.O going after him. Why do I feel so concerned, though? I shouldn’t even care because I’m not dating Kai anymore. I’m not dating Kai anymore. It’s so surreal to me.
“I’m so sorry.” That was the first thing to come out of his mouth, and it made me feel like complete and utter crap. First because I’m sitting here wanting to go and find Kai while Luhan apologises and second, it’s because of me that his friendship with Kai is all effed up. Just last week I was obsessing over Luhan, but now I don’t even care? The guilt stabs me in the gut, and it gives heartache a run for its money in terms of emotional pain.
“I tried to apologise to him, but he was so mad at me he tried to punch me. He just kept yelling at me, asking if I was happy that I’d broken you two up, and repeatedly saying he would get his revenge on me.”
“..Luhan, I should be the one apologizing. I’m so sorry he did that.” I look at Luhan, but his head is still in his hands. Then I notice the drop of blood on his hand.
“Luhan? Please tell me that isn’t blood.” Silence.
“Luhan.”
“Luhan, tell me what happened!” My voice comes out filled with desperation. I don’t know what happened, but my stomach drops at the thought of what it may have been.

“…It is. We…we had a fight. If D.O hadn’t come along trying to stop Kai, I think I’d be in hospital.” I feel sick. Luhan and Kai could have been seriously hurt, all because of me. I close my eyes and lean back on the backrest, pinching the bridge of my nose. I can’t believe this is happening, but I can’t be selfish now. I have to get Luhan to a doctor.
“We have to go to a doctor to get you checked out.”
“No, no. It’s fine. I’ll be fine.”
“Luhan, let me see.” He hesitates, and the worst-case scenario comes into my head, but when he turns around, it isn’t too bad. His nose has blood around it, his cheeks are bruised and there’s a slight gash on his eyebrow, but there don’t seem to be any other severe injuries.
“Come on, let’s fix you. I’m sorry this happened.”
“Stop apologizing! The world doesn’t revolve around you, so just stop thinking it’s your fault.” He snaps at me. His eyes soften, and he bites his bottom lip, which I notice has a cut on it when he winces slightly. “I didn’t mean to get angry. It’s just… I don’t want you to think it’s your fault that we fought. We’ve been friends for a long time, and we’ve fought before. We’ll be ok.”

We walk to my house in silence, and I escort him to the bathroom. I get the first aid kit out, and start to work on cleaning his wounds.
“This might sting.” I put disinfectant on a cotton ball, and dab it on the gash.
“OW!” Luhan yelps.
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s ok. I wasn’t prepared.” I keep cleaning, and notice just how nice Luhan’s eyes are. I realize I’m staring at them, and blush and get a wet cloth. I hand it over to him and he dabs at his nose.
“All done.” I say.
“Yeah, thanks for that.”
“It’s the least I could do.” I go to the kitchen to get an ice pack for his bruise, and he sits at the dining table.
“Here, put it on your bruise.”
“I’ll need another one. I have one on my stomach.” A pang of guilt runs through me. Their fight did more collateral damage than I thought. I hand him another one, and he puts it under his shirt.
“So, what’s for dinner?”
“Excuse me?” My mouth falls open in disbelief. He’s going to stay for dinner? He grins devilishly at me.
“I’m terribly hurt. Do you know how I got hurt?” He looks at me with those big, brown eyes and I can’t help but feel even more guilty.
“Fine! You can stay. As my apology. But you aren’t allowed to bother me while I study.”
“Cross my heart!” He crosses his heart, and I leave him to go study. Strangely, I didn’t feel so empty when I was with Luhan. Sure I felt bad every time I looked at him cause he was so beat up, but as much as I hate to admit it, Luhan made me feel like the world hadn’t completely ended. And I don’t have any problems with that.

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